Sir Albert the Egghead

Sir Albert the Egghead was in an arena
somewhere 'tween Frisco and Old Pasadena
Determined to joust with the best of the knights
who'd ever assembled near Frisco to fight

He rode in on a sleek thoroughbred, oh so gallant
Awaiting his chance to show off his great talent
When into the picture a-ripping and raring  
Roared Hal the Computer on a steed with eyes glaring

Now Sir Albert the Egghead was deft with a sword
Many a foe, brave and worthy, he'd gored
But Hal the Computer was stealthily stealing
Sir Albert the Egghead's plot to be dealing 

A deadly steel thrust into Hal's data system
To render Hal helpless, unless he would miss him
Yet the brainiac foiled Albert's dastardly plot
And cracked the Egghead's brain-shell in two with a bot

What's the point of this story? --to tell you straight out
That machines can joust better than us, there's no doubt!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Cunningham Avatar
November 21, 2018 at 12:58 PM
Open the pod doors Hal, I cannot do that Dave as it may compromise the mission. Your right Gershon, don't mess with Hal. Lol. Tom.
Wolf Avatar
November 21, 2018 at 2:41 PM
Now entering the 'wayback machine,'... ~ gw
Sands Avatar
November 21, 2018 at 12:34 PM
LOL! Thanks for a laugh with this very creative poem :)
Wolf Avatar
November 21, 2018 at 2:40 PM
Glad it brought you a smile today, Heidi! :) :)
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